MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 108 , extra eight

Shang Congshu changed his sitting position, leaning on Fengxin's chest with his back, "I want to watch a movie."

Feng Xin was about to turn on the TV subconsciously, and suddenly thought that she hadn't taken Shang Congshu out for a long time, and asked, "Do you want to go to the cinema?"

Some of the most popular movies released in cinemas recently were filmed in the United States. The theme is about resisting racial discrimination. Shang Congshu should like to watch it.

Shang Congshu nodded.

Feng Xin gave Shang Congshu a light kiss on the cheek, but made no further action.

She didn't dare to take Shang Congshu to a crowded place, worried that Shang Congshu would not adapt, so she called someone to help her pack a movie hall.

When wearing snow boots, Shang Congshu was not very happy, "I don't want to wear this."

She pointed to another pair of shoes on the shoe cabinet, "I want to wear that pair."

"Wear those frozen feet," she explained.

Shang Congshu kicked his feet indiscriminately, trying to throw off the snow boots on his feet, "No, no, I'm going to wear those."

Feng Xin was still squatting, in the position she just put on Shang Congshu's boots, and the kick directly hit her in the face.

The rubber upper rubbed against Fengxin's face, breaking the skin with an area the size of a fingernail, and the part where the skin peeled off revealed a **** face.

Shang Congshu didn't dare to make trouble, Feng Xin didn't say anything, her eyes were red and she was about to cry.

"I'm fine." Feng Xin comforted her, the back of her hand touching her face, a little tingling, but still within the tolerance range.

Shang Congshu got off the sofa and blew on Feng Xin's face, crying, "A Xin, I'm sorry, does it hurt?"

Feng Xin touched Shang Congshu's hair: "If you put on your shoes, I won't hurt."

Unfortunately, this kind of peace did not last long. When he went out, Feng Xin was about to remove the bell, and Shang Congshu was in trouble again.

Quickly stopped the wind and murmured: "Will you wear it? Please, please."

She also wanted to hear the bell, but when she took it off, she couldn't hear it.

Feng Xin certainly can't agree to this request, "Be good, come back and wear it again."

Just thinking about that picture and scene, Feng Xin will die.

Seeing that Shang Congshu would not be obedient, Feng Xin took the man in his arms and said hoarsely, "Wear a few more at night, and bells will be tied everywhere on your body, so that you can listen enough, okay? ?"

Shang Congshu's attention was really diverted, his eyes lit up, "Can you tie it anywhere on your body?"

Feng Xin knew that Shang Congshu didn't have that kind of thought, but he couldn't help but get hot, "... um."

With this exchange, Shang Congshu was no longer troubled, and readily accepted Feng Xin's proposal.

They walked side by side on the street, arm in arm.

Shang Congshu likes to dye his hair. In his first year of college, he dyed tea brown and dull gray.

Later, she fell ill, and it was difficult for her to take care of Shang Congshu's daily life, and she did not spare any effort to help Shang Congshu maintain her hair. After so many years, those dyed colors have long been cut off, and only new ones are left. Grows jet black.

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Conditions have improved, but Shang Congshu is always ignored, and the original promise has not been realized.

Shang Congshu didn't know Feng Xin's thoughts, so he freed one hand to catch snowflakes in the air, and when he was playing, he pulled out his gloves and picked it up with his bare hands.

It didn't take long for the little snowflakes that turned into water to freeze Shang Congshu's hands red, obviously cold, but she covered her head, and Fengxin cried, "Axin, my head is good ice."

Feng Xin took her hand, wiped off the mist on the surface of her skin, put the heat under her lips, and when it was hot, put on her gloves again.

They bought popcorn and hot milk tea at the entrance of the cinema.

After the movie started, Shang Congshu watched it very seriously, staring at the screen.

She was thinking, should she take Shang Congshu to the barber shop to dye her hair after the movie, or buy a hair dye and come back and dye her hair by herself? .

Feng Xin didn't think about it for too long, and planned to buy some hair dyes to come back, and plan to use it herself.

She had a dull pain in her right upper abdomen, she subconsciously rubbed that part and quickly returned to normal.

Feng Xin didn't think much about it.

In the two-hour movie, Shang Congshu was surprisingly quiet. From the beginning to the end of the movie, he didn't speak, rarely sat still, and didn't run around.

On the way back, Shang Congshu wanted to drink milk tea, and Feng Xin bought another cup.

Passing through the shopping mall, Feng Xin went in and took the merchant to the counter that sells hair cream. The staff came up to say hello, but Feng Xin refused.

When a stranger is talking next to him, Shang Congshu will become uncomfortable and focus on others, like a cat that can fry anytime, anywhere.

Feng Xin picked up two of them and glanced at them. In fact, she didn't study hair color, and she didn't know what was popular recently and what was popular.

She turned her face and asked, "Do you have a favorite color, I'll dye it for you at home."

Shang Congshu's eyes lit up, he looked at several columns, picked up each one to look at, and finally took a mint rice brown, whispered in Fengxin's ear: "I want to this."

It is a blue-toned linen color. This color is very soft in the sun. If it is dyed well, it will be very fairy.

Shang Congshu's hair is very long and thick, Fengxin bought six mint rice dumpling hair dyes with the most grams, and also bought the tools for hair dyeing.

Shang Congshu tilted his head to think about Feng Xin's words, "What makes you happy?"

Feng Xin asked again: "Do you like today or yesterday?"

Shang Cong snorted, "Today."

"Well, that's happiness."

Always like today more than yesterday, that is happiness, happiness.

Feng Xin got ready and started to work on Shang Congshu's hair. Since the process took a long time, Feng Xin didn't plan to cook dinner, so he ordered pizza and fried chicken.

Before Fengxin invited the cook, and she didn't let the cook come over these days, she cooked or ordered it herself.

Dyeing Shang Congshu's hair well, the effect is far more amazing than Feng Xin expected, it's not her technique, it's Shang Congshu's fair skin, with this hair color, it looks like an oil painting The beauty who came out.

Feng Xin picked up the camera and took a few pictures. Cong Shu under her lens stayed more than ten years ago, and she could not remember how long it had been since the last time she took a picture of Shang Congshu .

She posted on the work account Weibo, which is usually managed by a special team, certified by the company, and has millions of fans. Every update is a big movie poster, or Influential magazine cover.

Feng Xin sent a photo to Fu Qinghe, [Mr. Fu, can I update this group of photos on the company's official blog? 】

Fu Qinghe: [Send. 】

With the boss's permission, Feng Xin posted the group of photos of Shang Congshu on Weibo. She had no special idea. She just wanted to see others praise Shang Congshu. Feel satisfied and happy.

Not long after the photo was posted, a group of people in the comments asked if this was an artist signed by an entertainment company. The temperament and pure natural appearance are so amazing, I don’t seem to have seen it before, it won’t be a movie Freshmen who just graduated from college?

Feng Xin is very Versailles' comment: [It's my wife, she will be forty after the new year (the photo is from a cat.jpg)]

Shang Congshu was eating fried chicken when he saw Feng Xin smirk at the computer with a puzzled look in his eyes.

She closed the computer in the past and taught her a lesson, "Didn't you say that you can't play with the phone and the computer while eating!"

Feng Xin often told her that she should not watch mobile phones or computers while eating, and she should concentrate on eating and not be distracted.

Feng Xin admitted the mistake in a second, "I didn't do it well, I don't play the computer anymore."

Her apology is sincere, and only by example can Shang Congshu develop a good habit.

Feng Xin used to eat fried chicken with Shang Congshu. The pizza is chicken and ham flavored. She also has to look at Shang Congshu when she eats. She deserves to be her wife, how can she be so beautiful.

Feng Xin stayed at home for the past two days, Shang Congshu thought it was strange, "A Xin, don't you have to go to work?"

Feng Xin's eyes were slightly startled, and the sight that had been on Shang Congshu's face was silently withdrawn.

How can she explain to Shang Congshu that the company has already had its annual holiday. In the past days, she sat in the bar all day long, doing nothing but waiting for dark.

Feng Xin's face was a little pale, and she didn't know how to answer.

Shang Congshu looked at Feng Xin without saying a word, her heart slowly sank, and her face was serious, "Do you have another girlfriend outside?"

Feng Xin laughed, "...how could it be."

Shang Congshu was puzzled, "Then you don't have a girlfriend outside, and you don't like to see me, where have you been?"

No one was seen during the day, but when she came back to bed at night, she woke up early and saw no one. She always thought that Feng Xin had another girlfriend outside and another home.

I was bound by morality and could not abandon her, so I had to continue to be with her.

The tip of Feng Xin's nose was sore and swollen, how weak the explanation was, "I don't like seeing you."

The topic is back.

Shang Congshu: "Where have you been?"

Feng Xin was speechless.

The atmosphere was silent, Shang Congshu didn't seem to care, eating fried chicken in his mouth, said lightly: "A Xin is lying, her nose has grown longer."

Her tone was calm and slow, as if she was simply stating a very common thing.

Feng Xin didn't dare to admit that she just didn't want to see Shang Congshu, so she didn't stay at home for a long time.

Feng Xin raised her hand to cover her eyes to prevent the tears from falling from her eyes.

Shang Congshu wanted to know the answer so he asked, and he didn't want to see Feng Xin cry.

She was a little at a loss, touched Feng Xin with her forehead, and Feng Xin said, "I'm not angry."